The Faded Alibi
The rain in the valley did not fall so much as it settled, a persistent, gray mist that clung to the stone walls of the manor and seeped into the joints of the floorboards, creating a dampness that no amount of firewood could fully banish. It was in this house, perched on the edge of a cliff where the earth seemed to dissolve into a churning sea of fog, that Elara kept her vigil. She was not of...
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